"Hou Shengzi, what's wrong?" Ji Xiu leaned over and asked.

"Seeing the great achievements of the ancestors, who is not excited. "The household registration clerk came over and helped Piaoranzi up. "Descendants, don't be distracted, how can this bridge be built without the generosity of the ancestors. ”

Piaoranzi looked at the vast river, and asked in a distracted manner: "Ji Editor, can you let me take a look at the "Shuicheng Mansion Chronicles". I would like to see a record of the construction of this bridge?"

"It stands to reason that the official records of the government cannot be viewed by non-officials. "Ji Bian cultivated. "However, now the history museum is full of my protégés, I will show you, just don't damage it. ”

"Thank you Ji for editing. Piaoranzi bowed to the old man and fell to the ground. He now has a lot of mysteries, and he hopes to check the government records and find clues that can be solved.

Piaoranzi walked down the Feixian Bridge, stopped the two sedan chairs, let the two old men sit on them, and quickly went to the Shuicheng History Museum.

In the afternoon, Piao Ranzi and Ji Bian repaired into the Shuicheng History Museum next to the Taishou Mansion, and the household registration clerk had been sent home by Piao Ranzi.

There are five or six students in the history museum, talking about the sky. Seeing Ji Bian Xiu coming in, everyone stood up.

Everyone greeted each other for a while, and Ji Bianxiu said why, and everyone looked at Piaoranzi with a surprised look. The lord Bo said: "This son, the Feixian Bridge in Shuicheng, is a suspicious case thousands of years ago. You can also watch it if you want, you can only look through it here. ”

"Well, thank you for your generosity. Piao Ranzi thanked.

An elderly editor took the newly printed "Shuicheng Mansion Chronicles" from the treasury and turned to the record of Feixian Bridge, "Young Master Chu, please take a look." If there is anything you don't understand, just ask. We know it all. ”

Piao Ranzi thanked him again, turned the pages of the book that exuded the fragrance of ink, found the record of the Feixian Bridge, a famous spot in Shuicheng, and checked it slowly.

At the beginning of the Feixian Bridge, the specific location of the Feixian Bridge is briefly described, the direction of the Huishui River, and the human geography on both sides of the river, and then the inscription is cited, followed by the grand occasion of construction, and then the historical role of the bridge is written, and finally there are some legends about the scenery of the bridge.

Piao Ranzi took a rough look at it, and then carefully read the construction of the grand occasion, which is recorded: The Huishui River is wide and the waves are urgent, and there is a lot of civil engineering required, and the water city is too guarded to build the bridge, and there is no money. One day, a fast boat came along the river, and the old fisherman on the boat visited Lord Taishou and said that there was a girl in white who was willing to dedicate herself to building the bridge. The way it was to marry whoever struck with silver in a boat would marry him in a year's time, and whoever struck with gold would marry him the next day. Too much to promise. So the fisherman drove a small boat and ferried in the Huishui River, and the people along the shore threw gold and silver, and no one hit it for several days. Chu Piaoran, the rich son of Shuicheng, was eighteen years old, and on this day he ordered someone to bring a huge treasure box, put it on the shore, took out pieces of gold leaves from it, and threw them at the woman on the boat in the river, and at night, there were boundless gold dust, sprinkled on the girl's head and clothes.

Seeing this, Piao Ranzi nodded and thought to himself: What is recorded is the truth. Yes, I ordered someone to carry the treasure box and sprinkle gold leaves, which caused a sensation in Shuicheng, and the people of the whole city came to watch, and the crowded scene behind him made him unforgettable for the rest of his life.

Then look down: the fisherman propped the boat ashore, handed over all the gold on the boat to the Taishou, and led Chu Piaoran to the splendid pavilion, and at sunset, the people of Shuicheng saw Chu Piaoran's figure flying. Righteousness is white at dusk, and people say that Chu Piaoran soared away in the day and became an immortal and a Buddha. The old fisherman and the girl in white are nowhere to be found. After ten years of bridge, the people on both sides of the strait are said to be Chu Piaoran flying here, so it is called the Feixian Bridge, so that the natural danger becomes the way, until now, there is no damage.

"Soaring in the day?" Piao Ranzi saw this, and smiled bitterly in his heart: What is that daytime soaring, not long after the old fisherman left, a beautiful female Bodhisattva came, calling herself Guanyin, saying that her good fruit is extraordinary, and she has a fate with Buddhism, please go to the West for a trip to Bliss.

Piao Ranzi recalled the scene at that time: he excused himself and said: "I just want to see the girl on the boat, if she doesn't want to go to my house, she will not be reluctant." ”

"Hahaha, you spent so much gold to throw, how can the girl in the boat be untrustworthy? She promised to marry the person who hit the gold tomorrow, and naturally she will go to your mansion. But the Pure Land of the West Heaven is like you, you can only go by doing great good deeds, you better go" Guanyin Bodhisattva said, not allowing Piao Ranzi to excuse himself, with a wave of dust, Piao Ranzi felt confused, and with a whoosh, the Yuan Shen broke through the body and flew into the air.

I remember looking down at myself, there was also Chu Piaoran, sitting in the pavilion in a daze, that was his body.

Guanyin Bodhisattva waved the dust, and the Yuan Shen of the floating son flew to the west, with the sound of the wind whirring in his ears, and the light in front of him - the afterglow of the setting sun in front.

I don't know where to fly, I suddenly felt that something behind me was thrown at him, and when I looked back, it turned out to be my body, which was thrown by a tall Bodhisattva wearing a flower crown, and then hummed my body, my own primordial spirit, and returned to the body.

That great bodhisattva, that is, the Great Trend Bodhisattva, used his magic power to send him to the Pure Land of Bliss in the West, and what happened after that was that Piaoranzi met an old Buddhist master, visited the Land of Bliss, and invited him to live for three years.

"How can it be three years?" Piao Ranzi remembered that he was anxious at the time, he just wanted to go home, it didn't matter if the girl in the boat married him or not, it's just that he and Wu Huiyun still have a marriage contract, and it's time to set a date for the wedding.

"If you come, you will be safe, three years will pass in a flash, do you know that the Pure Land of Bliss, how far is it from the water city of Minzhou in Nanzhan Buzhou?" The old Buddha master, he thought he was the head of the Bliss Township at the time, and later in the Lingshan Daxiong Treasure Hall, he knew that he was the Amitabha Buddha that everyone chanted.

Piaoranzi shook his head. Amitabha Buddha said: "The journey is 300,000 miles, which is farther than Tang Xuanzang from Chang'an to Lingshan to learn scriptures, and it will take you at least ten years to walk back." ”

When Piaoranzi heard this, his head grew big, and he knew that he wouldn't say anything. Who would have thought that this Guanyin Bodhisattva would send himself to this long distance.

"You Buddhas, since you sent me, you have to send me back," Piao Ranzi shouted hoarsely.

Amitabha Buddha smiled: "Of course I will send you back, if you live for three years, this Buddha will definitely send you home." ”

How dare I not bow my head under the low eaves of the house? However, he still played a little clever: "Three years is not easy to count, and there are leap months, I think, it is a thousand days." ”

"Okay, this Buddha is according to you. Amitabha said with a smile, and Piaoranzi still remembered the smile he had when he answered.

In this way, Piao Ranzi went to the Tibetan Scripture Palace, and nine people, including his senior brother Piao Yizi, guarded the Tibetan Scripture Hall together. On the 999th day, he went to Lingshan for his senior brother and sister, and he still sat on the roof of the Tibetan Scripture Hall, looking at the "white jade plate" in a daze, and he would be able to go home tomorrow.

A long thousand days are finally coming to an end. He no longer had to look at the twinkles and flickering sun, nor did he have to watch the wheels of the Seven Treasure Lotus Pond open and close - he could finally say goodbye to this thousand days of life in the Pure Land of Bliss.